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That fricking soul society. They always ALWAYS insist on making the newbie work harder. Sometimes, Hotaru wonders whether the Seireitei is doing it for the better, or if they just want to spite him for not having gone to the academy. Sometimes, it makes him wonder how it's like for other substitute shinigami... Hotaru had already left his human body, leaving it in the more or less capable hands of his mod soul, Mojo. Oh, who is he kidding? Well, Hotaru shouldn't worry so much. After all, he was expecting a battle.
By then, it was high noon. The sun had passed its zenith, painting the sky a bright blue gradient. There were barely any clouds to offer relief from the sun's brilliance. Only a thin blanket of cumulus clouds straggled over head, appearing like stretched out balls of cotton. Hotaru stood atop of a large abandoned apartment building which stood in the slums of Naruki City, long past its due date. Nonetheless, it was sturdy enough, perhaps enough so to withstand an Earthquake. Under the building was not a pretty site to look at. After all, ghettos are the same everywhere- they stink.
Now, the best way to lure out a hollow is to use bait. Unfortunately, Hotaru was running low, so the only way was to lure them in himself. Getting into horse stance, he started straining, letting out a large amount of spiritual energy, though not enough to kill any civilians in the area. His plan was to bring in hollows. Once he's carved through all the normal menos, he should find his real target- an arrancar.
By then, it was high noon. The sun had passed its zenith, painting the sky a bright blue gradient. There were barely any clouds to offer relief from the sun's brilliance. Only a thin blanket of cumulus clouds straggled over head, appearing like stretched out balls of cotton. Hotaru stood atop of a large abandoned apartment building which stood in the slums of Naruki City, long past its due date. Nonetheless, it was sturdy enough, perhaps enough so to withstand an Earthquake. Under the building was not a pretty site to look at. After all, ghettos are the same everywhere- they stink.
Now, the best way to lure out a hollow is to use bait. Unfortunately, Hotaru was running low, so the only way was to lure them in himself. Getting into horse stance, he started straining, letting out a large amount of spiritual energy, though not enough to kill any civilians in the area. His plan was to bring in hollows. Once he's carved through all the normal menos, he should find his real target- an arrancar.